And what do I do without you

 
And what do I do without you,
if in this thirst to have you,
my soul cries out in the wind,
and silence is an abyss.

I lose myself and you are not here;
your laughter is distant,
like an echo in the mountain,
like a shadow in the instant.

And what do I do without you
if I search within myself,
in a dark labyrinth
where love is a memory.

The heart drowns in laments,
the whisper of a desire peeps out,
your footsteps fade away,
leaving a trace of longing.

And what do I do without you,
if every star in the night
reminds me of our dance,
our touch between the lights.